| Scout (formerly known as Ruby) developed an aggressive form of cancer that ultimately took its toll on July 10, 2010. With heavy hearts, we had her euthanized that Saturday. She would have been nine on 7/28/10.
Scout was a blessing for us. We quickly fell in love with her kind face and eyes and her unique personality. She was game for just about anything and usually led the charge, whether it was for a run, a walk, pheasant hunting, swimming or just to go on some errands (and on those errands, she knew that the wine store and hardware store allowed dogs and usually had some treats behind the counter). Tennis balls were her passion. She amassed a collection of well over 100. In the summer you could count on her finding at least two per week. She could easily handle two in her mouth at the same time but she could never quite manage that third. But you had to admire her determination. In the summer and fall she would seek out sticks (logs occasionally) to carry on her walks. In the winter, it was chunks of snow that were dutifully brought back to our front steps. She didn’t particularly care for other dogs – there were some she would tolerate – but she loved dog owners (all people really) and assumed that they all loved her in return. It was always funny and a little embarrassing when she would “road block” a complete stranger, forcing them to pet her before she would let them pass. Scoutaroo will be missed. She was a great pup and both my wife and I feel very lucky that she was a part of our lives for 8 years. John H.
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